Godspeed You! Black Emperor played two shows in Montreal and I ended up catching the second one yesterday. Might've been the finale of their current tour before starting back up in the spring? Not quite sure.
Either way, I had expectations for this one:
- Probably stuff playing on a projector.
- They probably don't say a word.
- They probably get up and leave without a word.
- For all I know it's one big medley.
They indeed did all of those things. The opener was a "drone metal / doomgaze" (thanks rym) band called BIG|BRAVE though it took a while to discover that! They played literally when doors opened — I feel like I got in around 10 minutes past and they had started already. Who were they? No one in the audience knew. Like Slowdive before, they were mixed just terribly — or is that what doomgaze is? Everything slammed at max volume, no sense of dynamics, no ability to make out vocals, nothing. Even at the end, we cheer a little, but the singer doesn't say the name (or it's elided over by talking over the cheering she can't hear), just says how overwhelmed she is by gratefulness to be here, to do this now for Godspeed, and then she just is like, "well, haa, yea" and they're done.
Which is weird because Godspeed does the opposite! They have a drone going for 5 minutes before one of them comes up and picks up an instrument, and slowly they begin to play their stuff, as more and more of them come to sit down. They sit in a half circle toward you, but they always look at their feet.
The setlist was
basically unknown to me, nearly entirely the newest record that just dropped. So it had an "orchestra" quality to it, to me — I was near the front. I didn't know anything they were playing. But it felt moving, anyway, though it was a challenge to hold attention given I recognised so little. I notice some people in the audience are like that too, a bit restless maybe, like, trying to give reverence but knowing that giving 2 hours to something you haven't heard before is a bit hard. They don't talk between songs; some of them might acknowledge that you cheered with a wave but that's it.
The dynamics were the opposite of the opener. There are seven people on stage (two percussionists, even), but it can go quiet, it can get apocalyptically loud, guitars can strike like thunder and it can fall to the strings like rain.
The projected videos were sort of — how can I say this ... I wasn't quite able to put a message to them. The opening just said "Hope" and then the rest was juxtaposed images of, say, stocks scrolling and a drone looking at a building scaffold. Papers for workers hired in Montreal, documentations from some court case somewhere, sitting on a train looking backward at tunnels, rain on the dashboard, driving through an abandoned place. It was scenery. I've seen reviews on rym ask if Godspeed take themselves as seriously as their fans do; there are times where they go to System of a Down levels of music activism, but by and large it seems to be about painting the scenes of apocalypse. Depicting an unveiling. Dedicating the picture to the signs in the world that seem to herald its coming into the world here and now; and then basically demanding to love and hope in return.
I can see how it's downright evangelical, if you frame it like that. Haha. But it doesn't feel that way in the moment! It just feels like a fantastic show, like really competent performers playing with dynamics as they paint a world coming apart. That's all you really need.
They at least ended with one thing I knew: the Sad Mafioso sequence from F#, and when they started, the audience perked up immediately. Like, fuck yes, something I know inside and out! And from this I could infer their amount of liberties with their work: they extended some parts, or let them build up for longer, let them build up much more dramatically, let them explode before calling them off. And then ... they started to leave. But the music kept going. They waved to us as they would leave but the feedback between the instruments — looped parts in an endless cacophany — continued without them on stage, as the projector showed static. After 5 or so minutes, some came back to slowly turn the machines down and let the locked groove leave. But the lights didn't go on. So we just let that experience, of the sound continuing beyond them, enthrall us on its own...
Anyway, I had gone with some friends, and at the end everyone nodded happy we got to see that. Efrim came with his family to the merch booth to pick up something his child seemed to leave behind and then they went home right after. I didn't say anything; no one really said anything. We like nodded at his wife and she seemed like "hey cool thanks for coming" and they left without a word. Don't be a weirdo, you know?
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